lørdag den 18. juli 2009

You've got to shake your fists at lightning now - Joni Mitchell 2002

Goodevening everyone! I am now in Lamar, Colorado,after a slow start this morning I've managed to cycle 160kms ,the first 50 were a bit strange because I was cycling parallel with a thunderstorm as long as it kept its distance then I was weary but okay! Yesterday was a little bit annoying because my new mobile broke and felt a little helpless without my new toy!!The positive thing about it is that I suddenly realized how much enjoy taking pictures,I wasn't that interested before the trip,so now ..I'm already looking for a cheap digital camera ...I'll see what happens. Anyway I spent about 5 hours checking out various mobiles and am now in possesion of a cheap pink one and it seems to work ok.I tried to leave Garden city yesterday evening but was confronted with yet another heavy storm and this time it was a mixture of wind ,thunder,lightning and hale......so I stayed put.The weather is pretty freaky sometimes......is this all about global warming ? England are doing pretty well in the second test match at Lords so there is a good chance they'll win....you are all very welcome to look at BBC cricket on my blog and then this could also be a discussion point!? I'll try and get to Pueblo tomorrow...weather providing.... Have a nice weekend!

Judgement of the Moon and Stars 2002- Joni Mitchells sang til Ludwig BeethovenNo tongue in the bell And the fishwives yell But they might as well be mute So you get to keep the pictures That don't seem like much Cold white keys under your fingers Now you're thinking That's no substitute It just don't do it Like the song of a warm, warm body Loving your touch In the court they carve your legend With an apple in its jaw And the women that you wanted They get their laughs Long silk stockings On the bedposts of refinement You're too raw They think you're too raw It's the judgement of the moon and stars Your solitary path Draw yourself a bath Think what you'd like to have For supper Or take a walk A park A bridge A tree A river Revoked but not yet cancelled The gift goes on In silence In a bell jar Still a song ... You've got to shake your fists at lightning now You've got to roar like forest fire You've got to spread your light like blazes All across the sky They're going to aim the hoses on you Show 'em you won't expire Not till you burn up every passion Not even when you die Come on now You've got to try If you're feeling contempt Well then you tell it If you're tired of the silent night Jesus, well then you yell it Condemned to wires and hammers Strike every chord that you feel That broken trees And elephant ivories Conceal